I meant to do a great deal of blogging and such this month but I have been excessively stressed out by all the evil financial stress horrors thrown my way this month, and it didn't help at all I twisted my ankle at the beginning of the month. That wretched ankle injury had me messed up for most of the month, I gotta say it is not easy staying off your ankle when you have lots of things to do. Oh and never walk around for nine plus hours on an injury like that, just don't, it's bad. I was semi-surprised to realize how much harder such a thing is to stay off of with out cable. I think the ankle is now much on the mend should be totally fine soon, so long as I don't spend more than a couple of hours on it at a time. Suppose I should ice it in the evenings, for now. Meanwhile I guess I'll have to settle for doing a bit more blogging and what nots in the end of the month. Eh, better than waiting til a new month comes.
         Stress continues to pile on with the end not yet in sight. But all I can do is try and focus on the good stuff, though that's tricky and my brain likes to be a damned disobedient rebel, I am genuinely trying to hang onto my mellow. Well that and seeking ways to decimate the stress monsters....muwhahahaha die, stress die!
        I'm still pretty floored by how fast this year is just flying by! It feels like 2009 barely started yet here we are and September comes in just a few days. Months some how feel so insanely short this year.
        I have an art commission right now that I'm very excited to be working on. It's coming along decently so far, and I hope to wind up doing more soon. If anyone is interested in asking about art commissions let me know, ask away. I so love working on art.
       Trying to organize my writing. What I'm finding now that I've lived in this place for 2 &1/2 whole years now (again longest I've ever lived in any one spot without moving), is that I seem to have started putting my specific notebooks back in different spots. I guess my spring cleaning endeavor has had some unintended side effects, like randomly deciding to plop notebooks down in stacks thinking I'll put them away later and then ending up hunting for specific ones before remembering to put them where they go. I truly must be my own worst enemy.
   And in case anyone wonders, yes, Decadent Angels is still on a bit of a hiatus, but I am not abandoning it, just sorting some stuffs out. So much to do and so little time. One of the things I'm sorting is what I want to put up in the Decadent Angels blog. In theory this hiatus should be over soon...unless something really bad happens.
   Oh and among the cruelest tidbits of this month? My scanner freaking keeled over on me. The traitorous fiend! That's disobedience of the highest order and I must find a way to expel the resulting rage. Has to be something specific and releasing to get it out of my system properly...though it probably would just come back again once squishified. Stupid crankiness. If the scanner were a competitor on Survivor they would kick it's lame ass offa the island. Oh right and the ink I got for it dried and died before being all used up, that is just...gooberful! Um yeah this printer/scanner is just begging me to obtain a hatchet to give it a special burial. Ah, there's nothing quite like expressing  my anger with my inanimate objects, as though the miserable fur-monger could have done anything to avoid pissing me off. Personification is too much fun. Really does take the edge off.
      I had best skedaddle now. Oooohhh did the use of skedaddle just date me? I don't think that word is used so much.... eh C'est la vie.
Skittles,
Aurey Sorrow